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At two years old I cried to get everything my way and all the attention on me At four years old I was found constantly with an orange hunting hat, blending in with my wild red hair Mrs. Elliott, my first grade teacher, acknowledged my intelligence She set me on a path with high dreams In ... - Poetry > Free VerseLindsy C---- A leader, caring, wise and passionate Relative of people who are spread throughout the country Lover of dance, writing, and animals Who feels the need to put people’s happiness before her own, Who feels as if she will have power, superiority over everyone else Who feels as if sh...
- Poetry > Free VerseI am hair tightly wrapped to the top of my neck I am twirling on the tips of my toes, knees straight, shoulders back I am a suit that conforms with my body, a sheer black skirt flowing in the direction I go I am sore muscles, toes must be pointed at all times, squeezing everything together ...
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- Poetry > Free VerseAs we near the end of the dance, I know that this is my only chance. To take your hand and show you, That my feelings are so true. As the DJ plays the final song, I know that I don’t have long. I want to tell you how I feel, But the timing doesn’t seem ideal. Not wanting this moment ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI may or may not of saw one of my Christmas presents today My brother may or may not of sent me to his room and under his bed I may or may not act surprised when that big box is labeled to me...
- Fiction > All FictionAs my mom was expected me in two days, I decided that I would be a little surprise and come two days early. November 6, the Wheel of Fortune was on and my mom was going into labor. And finally, the moment had came from when I got my first view of the world, and my first words. “Mom, you really ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceWhen I was younger, I wanted to become a professional dancer. Some nights I would even dream of my auditions at Juilliard, which could of either gone really good or really bad. The one I remember I was doing a combination of pointe and tap dancing, since I had recently became interested in that and ...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceA couple summers ago, my family had rented a camp on Moosehead Lake. At first, my brother and I weren’t too happy to be spending one of our last weeks of summer there, but as soon as we got there, we knew we weren’t going to want to leave at the end of the week. It was beautiful, and plus, we go...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionIt’s been a rough day. My alarm didn’t go off, so when I realized what time it was I shot out of my bed and managed to step on my cat’s tail. He acted all rough to me afterwards. I went to go brush my teeth and there was no tooth paste left. The bristles were rough on my teeth and gums. Then ...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI laced up my pointe shoes as tightly as I could. If they weren’t tight enough, I wouldn’t be able to complete my turns as steady. I pulled on my leg warmers over my shoes. These were my favorite leg warmers, my lucky ones you could say. Today was the day I was auditioning for Juilliard, the d...
- Fiction > Action-Adventure“Why is this car stuck in reverse?” I thought to myself, not being able to shift it into drive. I had to use my brothers second car that he leaves home, because mine was getting inspected. I slowly creeped backwards, moving towards the road. “This will have to do,” I said aloud, “I...
- Fiction > Realistic Fiction“Ten more minutes. Ten more minutes and I can finally pick my crops and finally buy my tractor. What level will I be on? One-hundred twenty-seven? That’ll probably give me about five hundred coins and then that’ll definitely be enough to get that tractor. What time is it anyway?” The cloc...
- Fiction > All FictionIf I were to be an animal, I would be a painted turtle. The thing about a painted turtle is that it looks like a regular turtle, but when you truly look at it, there’s much more to it that makes it different than any other turtle. That’s how I feel compared to the rest of the world. I know I am ...
- Fiction > All FictionIf I were queen, what I say is what would happen. There would be equality for all. If I were queen, people would not be stereotyped or prejudice. Although most people would have to power to believe what they want to believe, if they were prejudice, they would be in trouble. If I were queen and peopl...
- Fiction > All FictionDear Abby, No matter what I do, what I try, how I try, my cat does not like me. I try to hold her, try to give her attention, but she runs away. I holler for her and she never comes. Aren’t cats suppose to be affectionate? Every night I try to place her at the end of my bed, I knitted her a spe...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionI don’t know how much longer I can go on. My throat is dry from the tip of my tongue down to what feels like is my stomach. Water, I needed water. I looked at the scoreboard to see the time. Six more minutes, I think I can do this. The whistle squeaks, I get about five seconds to stand still as a ...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureI stared down at my table frustrated. The paper was still blank “Ten minutes left,” called out the teacher, laughing with maddness. I began to sweat. How could I still have nothing? Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed it was getting dark outside. It was noontime, it shouldn’t be gett...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceSitting across from an elderly lady at the doctors office, awkwardly making eye contact and occasionally smiling at each other, she finally decided to say something to me. “You have the most beautiful red hair.” I do belong to that classification has a redhead. I am a redhead. And yes, I am prou...
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